We have a sound machine in our bedroom so that I can drown out the noise.
But I could still hear the happy shouts of my 2 year old coming from downstairs. I missed her. I wasn't able to walk or talk very well (I have neurological Lyme), so there was nothing I could do but listen and think about things.
It is easy to get into dark thoughts when all you have is pain and a dark room.
But I realized that instead of missing her and wishing I could play, I could be celebrating the time she is getting with her Daddy. They are really bonding. I chose to be happy for them instead of sad for me. And I tried to remember all those days when she was a baby where all I wanted was a day of rest. I got that day today.
And my husband got his daughter all to himself :)
"How happy or unhappy are you? That is the question. You are the answer." -Native American quote
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